Every person experiences loss, at some point in their lifetime,
But we all react differently; there’s your way and mine.
Please don’t tell me how I should feel
Or give me a timeframe in which I should heal.
I don’t expect you to understand
I only ask that you hold my hand.
Help me through this process of grief;
Help me to find a source of relief.
Love me through the deepest of sorrows;
Help me to see that there is a tomorrow.
And when the time comes that you need me, for it will,
Know that whatever I can do to help you, I will.